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Anna found herself next Sydney Courtlaw, with his friend close at hand. ” “Hampstead didn’t suit Lady Ferringhall,” Ennison remarked. "Hear me, Jack!" shrieked his mother. ” He looked at her anxiously, and she met his glance with a dazzling smile of gratitude. With what airs we human atoms invest ourselves! What ridiculous fancies of our importance! We believe we have destinies, when we have only destinations: that we are something immortal, when each of us is in truth only the repository of a dream. The way it had happened was stupid, absurd.
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